Chapter 171 The Strongest Organization

While the flames were flickering, Derrick and the others subconsciously looked at the long dark red table, and the first thing they noticed was the figure closest to them.

This figure was wearing a simple linen robe, with long silver hair, and his facial features could not be seen clearly, but Colin, Lovia, and Derrick felt inexplicably familiar.

Moments later, as if lightning strikes in their minds, the vague memory suddenly illuminated:

"Angel of Destiny, Ouroreus!"

As soon as the pupils of the people in the City of Silver dilated, the figure turned its head and looked at them.

A pair of indifferent eyes immediately occupied their field of vision, and aloof and mysterious rings stood out.

In a daze, Derrick saw a figure in front of him. He was a handsome, sunny, and vigorous man, wearing a pure white robe, with short blond hair.

With his appearance, the vicinity became extremely bright, and the warm feeling was like light, instantly filling every place.

Derrick seemed to have seen the legendary day, and for a moment he forgot where he was and what he was going to do.

The man took a step forward, and his illusory and blurred figure overlapped with Derrick.

Then, Derrick sat down at the long dark red table and occupied one of the high-backed chairs.

He turned into the handsome and sunny man just now, and he was participating in a secret party.

At the same time, Colin, chief executive of the City of Silver, with gray hair and old scars on his face, encountered the same vague and illusory figure.

The figure was seven or eight meters tall, wearing silver full-body armor, and the position of the eyes was a group of rays of light that looked like dawn or dusk.

He raised the long sword in his hand and let it reach Colin Iliad's forehead like a scepter.

"Demon Hunter" Colin struggled for a while, but was shrouded in orange light, and quickly calmed down.

He and the figure of the opposite giant then merged into one, took a step forward, walked to the long dark red table, and sat in the second seat on the right.

What "Shepherd" Lovia met was a man in a black robe. He had dark curly hair over his shoulders and a pair of eyes that seemed to be covered with shadows. His specific appearance was not clear.

It was hard to see, but the silver threads, intricate patterns and ornate accessories on the clothing came directly to Lovia's mind.

Lovia trembled, and couldn't help lowering her head, letting the layers of black wings spread out behind her to wrap herself.

She turned into that man and walked to the top of the long dark red table.

There were two high-backed chairs with intricate patterns, and Lovia chose the one on the left.

The remaining members of the Silver City exploration team also encountered similar things, but they faced different figures.

After "they" found places on both sides of the dark red long table and sat down, the space on the empty high-backed chair at the top became a little deeper, and a female figure shrouded in mist was outlined.

Immediately afterwards, a voice that seemed to pass through the ancient times echoed in the ears of the "gatherers":

"...We are redeeming ourselves, and we are also maintaining the balance of this world..."

"...Separation and departure are undoubtedly the most basic order..."

"...This is also his idea..."

"...it cannot be denied that we all have our dark thoughts and cravings, but this is perfectly normal..."

"...Death and blood will be inevitable, we use the name 'Rose of Redemption'..."

Above the gray fog, Klein listened extremely intently, and couldn't wait for the voice to say more.

However, no matter the picture or the sound, they all began to loop at this time, as if they were only frozen for a few tens of seconds.

This is the scene when "Rose of Redemption" was established? The "Red Angel" evil spirit said before that it was an extremely secretive organization established by a group of polluted angels, but now it seems that this is not the case... It should not be Medici who said this at the time, but Sauron, Ai Because one of Horn, they don't really know much about the "Rose of Redemption"... Klein muttered a few words in his heart, and turned his gaze back to Bai Yin, who was repeating the actions of approaching, sitting, listening, and staying away like a puppet. City people.

——When the torches around the hall lit up one after another, Klein had already discovered the abnormality with the help of "true vision".

He saw the murals on the wall come alive, expand rapidly, and overlap with the hall, making the long tables, chairs, and floor tiles that have been cold for thousands of years warm again, and letting the figures who once met here secretly travel across time. Blocking and "resurrecting" in a fixed position allowed some of the original words to be passed on from ancient times to the present.

And many of those figures were familiar to Klein.

Among them, the first thing he saw was also "Angel of Destiny" Ouroreus.

This king of angels who still belongs to the "Rose of Redemption" is the most spiritual among all illusory figures.

Combined with the cyclical situation in the scene, Klein initially suspected that the one who painted the murals and left traces was Ouroreus the Tail Swallower.

"In the ruins of the previous temple, there are murals left by him, somewhere in the ruins of God War, there are also murals left by him... In the 'Giant King's Court', there are similar murals and similar power. I am a little bit uncomfortable if it is not him. Believe it... how much does this king of angels like murals, and paints wherever he goes..." Klein couldn't help complaining to Ouroreus in his heart.

The second figure he noticed was sitting next to "Angel of Destiny" Ouroreus, wearing blood-splattered black armor, with bright red hair as bright as fire, young and handsome.

The reason why this figure caught Klein's attention was because he had seen it in a dream.

In addition, "it" is also the one with the most arrogant sitting posture among all the figures. Not only did it press the back of the chair, but it also put its feet on the long dark red table, not caring at all about the high-ranking people with the same status around it.

"Red Angel", Medici!

This is the king of angels who participated in the secret gathering? Who else... Klein thought for a while, and decided to rescue everyone in the City of Silver from the endless cycle of fate.

In this regard, he has a wealth of experience.

"Well, the medium of the cycle is the hall itself. However, there is no need to try to destroy it. As long as the cycle of fate can be briefly broken, the dusk outside will seep in and dispel the anomalies... They belong to the kingdom of God itself. From the perspective of personality, The power left behind by Ulorius is not inferior..." Klein observed it for a few seconds and quickly came to a conclusion.

After tossing a gold coin for a divination, he immediately spread his spirituality to the crimson star representing the "sun".

Derrick Berg's spirit body immediately broke through the cycle of fate, creating an invisible gap.

The orange-red evening light outside the palace suddenly poured in from the high windows, covering the entire hall.

Before the little "sun" could figure out his situation, Klein, who was afraid of being locked by the "true creator", let him return to the real world without hesitation.

Derrick woke up from his trance, and found himself sitting on the side of the long dark red table at some point.

He raised his head in a daze, and saw the Chief, Elder Lovia, Heim, Antiina and others, and found that there was more or less confusion on their faces.

Recalling the experience just now, Derrick became vigilant, and said after deliberation:

"The cycle of fate..."

"Indeed." Colin Iliad, who had a similar experience, nodded slightly and stood up.

He looked around and let his eyes fall on the nearest and largest mural.

It is this hall that is depicted in the mural, with the same stone pillar torch, dark red long table, complicated high-backed chairs and item layout.

Eleven figures sat on those high-backed chairs, the top two, five on the left, and four on the right.

The eyes of everyone in the City of Silver followed the chief and took the corresponding content into their eyes.

The five figures on the left are a soft silver-haired man, a red-haired man sitting arrogantly, an old man with a hood showing only his mouth, wrinkles and beard, a majestic middle-aged man in black armor, and a handsome man in a white robe ;

The four lanes on the right are mummies wrapped in straps, wearing deep black robes, middle-aged and elderly men with facial features resembling people from the Southern Continent, a giant covered in silver full-body armor, and a plump, soft, dignified and holy lady;

Sitting on the top two high-back chairs are a man with black curly hair and shadowy eyes and a woman shrouded in mist.

At this time, a "Guardian" raised his right hand, pointed at the sunny and handsome man in white robe and said:

"His figure is composed of a mass of mystical symbols, the symbolic meaning of which is:

"Pure white angel, Osykus..."

Before the guardian could finish his sentence, he suddenly let out a scream, and golden flames spewed out from his body.

He instantly turned into a scorched corpse, as if it would turn into ashes as soon as he touched it, leaving Colin the Demon Hunter and Lovia the Shepherd too late to save him.

"Don't try to distinguish those symbols, they contain extremely powerful power." Colin hurriedly reminded.

But Klein above the gray fog was thinking about another thing:

"'Pure White Angel' Osykus, is this the real name of 'Eternal Blazing Sun'?"

"If it weren't for the power of the 'Royal Court of Giants' itself, just saying the name in the giant language would attract attention and be punished by God..."

While his thoughts were racing, "Demon Hunter" Colin thrust his two swords in front of him, creating an invisible barrier.

Then, the Chief of the City of Silver replaced the others and distinguished the symbols and logos that made up those figures.

Starting from the last digit on the left, he read it slowly and firmly:

"Angel of Destiny, Ouroreus...

"War Angel, Medici...

"A cherub, Herabergen..."

After reading this, Colin Iliad, whose invisible barrier kept shaking, paused, because this name was no stranger to everyone in the City of Silver:

This is the real name of "Dragon of Wisdom"!

Could it be that the "Dragon of Wisdom" later became the cherub next to the Lord? Similar doubts appeared in everyone's mind, but Klein discovered a strange thing:

The historical records of the City of Silver include the name Herabergen, and the language they use every day is Giant Language, a language that can mobilize the natural forces around them.

That is to say, in the past two or three thousand years, someone in the City of Silver must have read and written "Hrabogen", but the "God of Knowledge and Wisdom" has not responded, and the Church of Knowledge still cannot find the land abandoned by God.

At this time, Colin Iliad controlled his emotions and continued to read:

"Angel of the wind, Leodro...

"Pure white angel, Osycus...

"Dark Angel, Saslier...

"Goddess of the Night, Amanisis...

"God of War, Baldhir...

"Mother Earth, Omebella...

"God of the undead, Salinger...

"God of spirits, Torzna..."

...Although Klein had certain expectations for this, he was still a little stunned when he heard:

The former "Rose of Redemption" was so powerful that it was terrifying!

Among the seven gods today, six are its members, and it also includes the god of death, the god of spiritual things, and the king of the three angels.

This made Klein recall a sentence that the "Red Angel" evil spirit once said:

"'Rose of Redemption' is closely related to the birth of the 'True Creator'. Some of the guys you can never imagine were once members of 'Rose of Redemption', but they left this organization later..."

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